two || a party?!

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I sat alone on my porch listening to 5 Seconds of Summer and One Republic. I leaned against my pole that connected one side of my porch to the railing you hold onto when you walk down steps. I tend to have to use that because my physical ability to walk down stairs is similar to a two year old's.

As Counting Stars by One Republic began playing, my phone buzzed. I glanced down and saw a new message from an unknown number.

unknown: hey.

me: who is this?

unknown: its niall. we met like... 2 days ago?

me: niall? that doesnt sound familiar...

me: oh yeah! you're the guy that helped find me little sister.

unknown: yep. glad to help:)

me: yeah uh, thanks.

unknown: welcome.

I then locked my phone just as the chorus started. I leaned my head back against the pole like it was in the begining. Soon after I closed my eyes and tapped my foot to the slow ending of the song. Just as I was about to change the song a notification popped up. unknown.

unknown: you coming to the party tomorrow?

me: what party???

It was surprising that I didn't know that there was a party tomorrow night. I usually know about what happens in the school.

unknown: yeah... you didnt know?

me: of course i didnt know thats why i said 'what party???'

unknown: yeah sorry. well, you know now... care to join me? just for a ride to the party, of course.

me: i have a car. wheres it at?

unknown: 331 mountain brook rd. ( Random address- hope this isn't someones:) )

I screenshotted the address and laid my phone on the ground and tapped my foot to Counting Stars. As the song drew to an end, I picked up my phone and set Niall as a contact. After that, I scrolled through Instagram. I got a notification from @niallhoran. How did he get that user??, I wondered. My full name was taken, so I had @ashton.perry. Anyways, I accepted his follow request and began to go through his page, as he wasnt private. There weren't many selfies, but a lot of pictures of random things like his dog, soccor and pictures of selfies with his friends. I scrolled back to the top and followed him- that was rare. I had 2000 followers and I was only following 200 of them.

I stood up and went to my room. I slipped on a pair of athletic shorts and a long t-shirt. I tied my hair back in a high ponytail, then put on my gray and black Nike tennis shoes. I ran down the steps with my phone in hand. I yelled to my mom that I was going to work out. I slipped out the door quietly so Sophie didn't hear me as she always begged to go with me, even though she was stick thin. I hopped in my Prius and drove to the YMCA.

Almost two hours later, I wiped the sweat off of my forehead and began to head upstairs to jump rope. As I got to the top step, I looked up to see a familiar blonde lifting weights behind the jump roping station. Maybe he won't notice me. I reached down to pick up a jump rope. A large mirror was in front of me, so I could see Niall lifting a forty-five pound dumbell. I sighed and lifted the jumprope off the ground. I looked into the mirror and I noticed my long shirt went over my shorts, so it looked like I didnt have pants on. I raised the shirt and little and tucked it into the front of my shorts.

I started the jumping. As soon as I finished the twentieth one, I glanced in the mirror to see Niall staring at me. I slowly stopped, then turned around.

"You need something?" I stared back at him. Niall averted his eyes, then answered, his Irish accent loud and clear.

"Nothin'. T' rope was hittin the floor pretty loud." I could tell he was blushing. I laughed a little and said, "mhm," then turned around and began jumping again. Niall returned to his weight lifting.

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After fifty more jumps, I threw the rope back in the bucket. I wiped the sweat from my forehead once again and chugged half of my water bottle. I began to walk back down the stairs, just as Niall spoke.

"So about the party. I know you said you have a car but I'd really like to bring you."

I turned around and put on a fake smile. I thought for a minute, then answered. "Yeah I guess. I'll be ready by 7." Might as well save some gas money. I waved bye and went down the stairs.

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ugh i h8 typing in irish bc i dunno what they talk like unless i actually hear them as a talk. also if that is your adress or even something remotely close, let me know if i need to change it.

im watching Friends rn and its so good omg

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-Hailey. (yea im updating once again bc abby is lazy.)

update: hello, it is Abby here... Hailey is a weirdo. that is all.

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